the soul is beyond massive
the mind is terribly limited
like a very small uncertain boat
meant to be sailed upon a tranquil lake
not a seemingly endless choppy ocean
which makes me
like likely so many
feel trapped sometimes
by such said so small mind
in this unnameable process
of trying to adequately translate
the thoughts of all that my swift
and articulate soul
needs me to hear
so either by the battle of grace
or the grace of battle
such thoughts splinter off
and burn to be more finely
written
all I ask
is
for you dear Time
to please just hold the page still
a little while longer...........
(written Dec. 21, 2001 230am)